Pink Floyd - 6 - Money (The Dark Side of the Moon) | Текст песни

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• 6 - Money (The Dark Side of the Moon)

Money, get away
Get a good job with more pay and you're O.K.
Money, it's a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team

Money, get back
I'm all right, Jack, keep your hands off of my stack.
Money, it's a hit
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm in the hi-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet

Money, it's a crime
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today
But if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that they're giving none away

\"HuHuh! I was in the right!\"
\"Yes, absolutely in the right!\"
\"I certainly was in the right!\"
\"You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a bruising!\"
\"Yeah!\"
\"Why does anyone do anything?\"
\"I don't know, I was really drunk at the time!\"
\"I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number 2. He was asking why he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling and screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely.
It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out.\"

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